Wilson.” It was role play, after all, and Camilla wanted to play the naughty girl who needed to be spanked.Mrs. Wilson smiled at the back of Camilla...��s head and added, “Just to be clear, girl, if you are naughty in future you will be spanked again. Is that understood?” Mrs. Wilson looked pointedly at Ella when she made the comment.Camilla nodded her head still looking at the floor, and replied sounding contrite, “Yes, Mrs. Wilson. I do understand, and I am very sorry.”Mrs. Wilson said sternly,. After that, out there." I nodded toward the hallway.As I walked back to him, I pulled off my top and let my skirt slide to the floor."You want to do it... here?" Russell asked, swallowing hard."I need to do it here. Now." Okay." He finished unbuttoning his shirt and fumbled with his belt and jeans. I cleared some room on the big desk and sat on the edge. Russell stood uncomfortably between my knees in his briefs."I want you to kiss me, Russell," I whispered. As he leaned in, I put a hand on his. I thought you would object to this.”“That’s because you don’t know the history of the word. The word thug originated from a cult of ritual serial killers in India.”His friend’s jaw hung open. The explanation provided no comfort for Axel. “How do you even know that? Wait, I remember, it was part of your corporate training.”Nodding an affirmation, he went back to focusing on his stats, trying to figure out what they mean. Back at school with Yazid, they would try to come up with their own. My body was letting me down, I could feel my self getting wetter with each crack. One last one I thought as I braced myself. I cried out as the last one hit. Aimed right between my arse cheeks. I wanted cover myself up, to writhe in pain.But I wouldn't let him see me surrender. He put the whip down and came to me. I felt his breath on my neck, he brushed my hair out of the way, and kissed me hard. "What do you say?" Thank you" I replied almost robotic "Good girl" He soothed. "Next time, you'll.